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I placed the Divorce Agreement deep inside the Dressing Table. I touched the jade pendant at my waist, a Token of Love given to me by Xiao Hang. A faint pain pierced my heart at the thought of him. In a fit of anger, I smashed it on the ground.
Meanwhile, Xiao Hang and Counselor Zhang were in the study discussing matters. He seemed distracted, frequently glancing out the window. Counselor Zhang noticed his concern for me and suggested that he visit me. However, Xiao Hang coldly replied, "She's just throwing a tantrum. Once she remembers me and Yin, she'll come begging for my forgiveness."
Counselor Zhang hesitated, "But Madam really seems to have lost her memory!"
Xiao Hang retorted coldly, "She's merely trying to gain sympathy through her amnesia. She can't stand Liang Lin."
Counselor Zhang continued, "But Madam has always been deeply devoted to you. She even fell out with the Duke for your sake..."
Xiao Hang interrupted him with a frosty expression, "Are you implying that I don't know what's good for me?"
Counselor Zhang quickly shook his head, "I wouldn't dare."
Xiao Hang's voice was icy as he said, "As my wife, she shows no consideration for me and is constantly sulking. Why should I still feel pity for her?"
Counselor Zhang fell silent.
Xiao Hang continued solemnly, "If she wants to pretend to have amnesia, let her. When she remembers me, that's when I'll forgive her."
Counselor Zhang hesitated again, "My lord, aren't you worried that someone else might take her away?"
Xiao Hang replied coldly, "She wouldn't dare!"
Counselor Zhang finally understood; his master had not grasped his wife's feelings at all. He only blamed her without reflecting on himself. He thought she was pl Yin g tricks, but in reality, he was handing her over to someone else.
The next day, as dawn broke softly, I finished washing up and sat at the dressing table to comb my hair. The copper mirror reflected my beautiful face. Zhao Mingcheng entered with a cup of tea in hand.
"Xiaoxiao, I made you some tea," he said as he walked behind me and began to help me with my hair. He was handsome and tall, with features like a painting. As I looked at him, I felt momentarily dazed. I had grown up with him and had always regarded him as an older brother.
But at this moment, I couldn't help but feel my heart racing.
Zhao Mingcheng whispered in my ear, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
I snapped back to reality, my cheeks burning.
"Why do you look so good today?"
Zhao Mingcheng, usually busy with official duties, always wore a black robe with his hair tied up in a jade crown. Today, he was dressed in a white brocade robe, his dark hair elegantly pinned up with a jade hairpin. He exuded an air of refined elegance, as pure as the clear wind and bright moon.
Zhao Mingcheng chuckled lightly, "As long as you like it."
I took a sip of tea. The sweet flavor enveloped my senses.
Zhao Mingcheng's eyes were so close that I couldn't help but blush. He was so near that his breath lingered around me. My heart raced uncontrollably.
I returned to my room, deep in thought. My feelings for Zhao Mingcheng seemed to go beyond mere sibling affection. I realized that I had developed feelings for him.
However, I never expected to receive a letter from Xiao Hang at that moment.
Xiao Hang wrote that Xiao Yin was ill and hoped I could return to see her. I tossed the letter straight into the wastebasket.
I remembered the times when Xiao Yin was sick; I was the one who took care of her alone. Xiao Hang never helped and would even blame me for being a bother. Sometimes, when I was too exhausted, I would reminisce about the days in Duke's Residence when there were maids to attend to me.
Xiao Hang would mockingly say, "The daughter of Duke's Residence is nothing special."
Eventually, I got used to doing everything myself. Occasionally, when Xiao Hang was in a good mood, he would let a maid assist me. But most of the time, it was just me handling everything on my own.
I gradually understood that being with Xiao Hang wasn't about seeking his wealth or status; it was simply because I liked him as a person. So even if he didn't love me back, it didn't matter to me.
But now, I no longer crave Xiao Hang's love. I know that even without him, I can live well. So, I directly wrote a letter to Xiao Hang. I told him that there was no possibility left between us. I handed the letter to a servant and asked him to deliver it to Xiao Hang.
Standing under the tree in the courtyard, I gazed at the blue sky and white clouds. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. A gentle breeze swept by, causing the light and shadows to dance.
Suddenly, memories of my time at Pei Residence flooded back. Back then, I was busy every day and had to take care of Xiao Yin. Xiao Hang would mock me coldly. Sometimes, I couldn't bear it and would complain to my mother. She always advised me to endure it. She said that as Xiao Hang's wife, I should be tolerant of him.
But later, my mother passed away, and my father followed soon after. The vast Duke's Residence was left with only me. I had no one to rely on anymore. Each day, I forced a smile and pretended that nothing was wrong. Only in the quiet of night would I cry in secret.
I missed my parents; I missed my brother. I once fantasized that if I were still at Duke's Residence, perhaps life wouldn't be so hard. But there are no "ifs" in this world. The only thing I can do is to live well.
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